They dont impart a pretty privilege
To me Im beyond their silly shallowness
Im so invisible youre bound to hedge
Your praise in character Ive landed less
Ill swing a subtle pastel blouse and dress
And pass and part on whiff of scent the room
Tens rare too late to gawk you second guess
Your hang up sixes who enhance and loom
Youre biased to squarish jaws and early bloom
You fawn on model mids youre media fed
The vacant gaze air brush of devils doom
To catchy facial flaws youre lamely led
The longer legs the bigger bust too bad
Ive got a little more Im quietly glad
Chorus bad cheeky impish
